Broken Tower Saga: The First Swordsman

Chapter 98: Negotiations (2)

"You three, in addition to these three on the ground, will work under me from now on, Or I'll make sure none of you would be in any condition to any work. How's that?" Wrik tried his best to look threatening, saying that. 

"Ohh," the wild lady licked her lips. "I can work under you, but I did not know you would take men under you too, and by under I meant literally under you." She gave a wild laugh after that.

Wrik cursed himself hearing that. This woman would take anything to bed. He sighed inwardly 

"Pretty brother, don't waste any more time, come to big sis. This big sis will take good care of you, you know how hard it's to survive here." The slaver lady was in no mood to take his words, as she had already guessed their conditions.

"You think I'm joking?" Wrik eyed the wild lady with radiant coldness in his eyes.

"Of course not, little brother," the wild lady said. "You are bluffing. I can clearly see you are trying your best to stand upright. I must commend you for that, and that makes me want you even more. As for the sweetheart behind you, she's in a worse state. I think she would have to leave the test if she tried anything other than elementary spells."

'Shit!' crushed Wrik inside. Not many could tell his act as far as he was concerned, there were only two people in the world that could see through his act. One was his aunt Anna, and the other was Lucus, while Anton could guess a few too, but he was not good as the other. But what astonished Wrik was this Wild lady was able to see through his act. He had stayed with Aunt Anna, Lucas and Anton throughout his life, so there was no surprise they know him so well. But this wild lady astonished him.

It was going to be even harder than he had assumed.

"There's no need to be surprised, pretty boy," the slaver lady continued, licking her lips. "Even though your act was almost flawless, I can smell your fatigue inside you, moreover the sweet girl over there makes my instinct firm even further.

"So, what are you going to do? There's no need to struggle in a hopeless fight anymore, we both know what the result would be."

"Oh yeah," Wrik said as he tried to trigger the [Eye of Insights], while infusing the sword with maha mana. 

"Is this another of your plays that I don't know?" the slaver lady asked. "But I must say this is not any bit impressive."

'Darn it," Wrik cursed inside. He could not activate the [Eye of Insights] now, while the maha mana in his maha points was fluctuating. And worse, it appeared this slaver lady could see through all of this.

"Ahem!" Wrik coughed a little. He asked out shamelessly. "Big sister, why don't we negotiate the terms further?"

"And why would I do that?" The lady advanced alone with the teasing smile on her lips. She had been playing from the beginning.

Work's mind raced, but he could not find an answer. What would Lucas or Anton do at this moment? He thought inside. If it was Lucas, he would fight uncaring about anything, but Wrik could not do that. He had two others to worry about. So the only answer left was: 

"Because I'm handsome." Wrik cursed out inwardly at Anton saying that. 

"I'm listening," the slaver lady stopped in her stride, waiting for him to continue.

'It worked. Holy cow! It worked,' Wrik yelled out inside his head. But this is not over yet, it only helped him get a chance. He had to make it into an opportunity. He sucked in a deep breath before opening his lips again.

"Bis sister, do you know what Slavery does to people?" he said, pointing at the three on the ground and the two behind her. "Look at them. See how dull they have become, even though it is said the slave brand would only last till the end of the test, yet look at them they seem to have lost all their hopes. Only surviving was in their mind, and they would betray you even if they had a little chance of survival."

The slaver lady frowned as she looked at Wrik carefully. 

"Big sister, you can make me your slave too," Wrik continue as he gained the entire focas of the slaver lady. "But be ready to be betrayed the moment I regain my strength. You could not hold me with just a simple slave brand." 

The frowned on the slaver lady's brows did not leave. She thought for a moment to look past Wrik to glance at the two girls. An idea was forming inside her head just when she heard a cold voice.

"Don't even think about it," Wrik said as coldness radiated from his eyes and finally there was a glitter of cold silver light too. He stared right at the wild lady in the eyes. 

'Finally,' Wrik thought. 

The slaver lady stepped back one step unconsciously, but regained her clarity in the next moment. She wetted her lips a little before saying, "So what do you propose?"

"You do not have to work under me," Wrik said, trying his best not to fluster. "You can work with me. Protect us for a few days. After we regain our strength, we do our best to deliver what we owe, and we can even be the champion of the test."

The slaver lady smiled. "You can forget about being the champion, that place is already fixed."

"We'll see," Wrik did not mind. "So what was your answer?"

"Fine," the slaver was still smiling, a little ruefully now. "Little brother answered me. Is there some sorcery in your eyes? I clearly have no intention of agreeing with any of the terms, yet I agreed."

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End of Chapter: Negotiations.

Next Chapter: Wild Lily.